When we finally break apart, foreheads resting together, breath mingling in the cool night air, I whisper against his lips…
“Come inside, Daddy,” I say. “Racer, you too boy…”
We don’t waste any time in the B&B lobby. It’s quiet, our path up the stairs and into my room is clear.
We kiss outside the bedroom door.
It’s hot, heavy, and my body is telling me that this is really happening. Racer is beat and finds a snug corner to settle in, falling asleep right away.
No sooner than we are inside the room, the action moves at a pace that with anyone else I might think was too fast. But with Kaleb, it’s just right…
“Like this, Daddy?” I ask, slowly unbuckling my belt and wiggling my waist to make my jeans fall down to my ankles.
“Exactly like that,” Kaleb answers, looking every inch the gruff mountain man ready to devour me. “Now take your t-shirt off. Slow. Let me drink in every damn inch of that big, strong , soft body. Make me want you even more than I already do. Tease me.”
I feel my cheeks fire up. Even listening to Kaleb giving me these kinds of orders could probably make me climax, let alone allowing him to touch me. The way he’s eying me up, his strong jaw clenching as he watches me strip… it’s hotter than anything I’ve ever experienced.
And what’s even better is that I know just how much I’m turning him on.
Kaleb desires me. And he desires me forme. I’m not a backup or an end of the night easy lay. Kaleb thinks I’m special. He wants me for who I am.
“Now flex those arms and let me see you,” Kaleb commands, taking a step forward and towering over me as I suddenly lose my coordination and start flexing like a total fool. But luckily Kaleb seems to love it and I gasp as Kaleb places his big, shovel-like hands on my pecs, firm but tender at the same time.
“D-D-D-Daddy,” I moan, the feeling of Kaleb squeezing and pulling on my nipples making my legs tremble.
Kaleb then takes a step back and commands me to strip naked. I don’t waste a single second. He’s telling, not asking—and I’m all there for it.
“Good boy,” Kaleb growls, pulling his t-shirt off to reveal easily the strongest, most rugged chest I’ve ever seen. “Now get on your knees, pull on your nipples, and open your mouth as wide as you can.”
“Yes, sir,” I say, flustered and loving every second of this.
Kaleb is treating me like his toy, a submissive Little who knows his place. I could never enjoy this with someone I didn’t trust,but with Kaleb it feels right, and it’s making me incredibly horny too.
“OMG,” I say, the sight of Kaleb’s erect cock bouncing in front of my eyes making me drool.
“Well don’t just stare at it,” Kaleb grunts, gripping the base of his thick shaft and pointing his Daddy dick directly at me as I salivate. “Put your fingers around your cock and squeeze as you suck. And that’s Daddy’s Orders.”
I do as I’m told and even I’m shocked at how hard I get when I grip my dick and squeeze before swallowing Kaleb’s enormous cock slowly but surely.
“Mmmmph,” Kaleb grunts, evidently pleased with how well I’m taking his manhood. “That’s almosttoogood.”
I splutter and try to stifle a giggle as Kaleb groans in pleasure. Knowing how much pleasure I’m giving my Daddy is turning me on something crazy and I even go against his orders and instead of wanking myself, I reach around and squeeze on his big, perfectly sculpted ass cheeks to help get his cock even deeper inside my mouth.
“Fuckkkk,” Kaleb moans, suddenly pulling his now wet cock out of my mouth. “Naughty boy. Daddy didn’t say you could do that. It’s time for you to get what you really need.”
I gasp as Kaleb reaches down and picks me up, his hands gripping onto my fleshy thighs as he walks me over toward the bed and drops me down. Before I know it, his body is on top of mine, each and every inch of his muscle the perfect complement to my soft, sensual body.
“Do you want me inside you, boy?” Kaleb asks, his hands heavy on my shoulders as he pins me in place. “We can go as fast or slow as you like. I’m your Daddy, you can trust me to do whatever you want.”
“I’m ready, I want this,” I moan, my hips attempting to buck against Kaleb as he lies on me. “And…”
“Yes, boy?” Kaleb asks. “Anything.”
“I want you to fuck me hard,” I say, my dick throbbing, my entire body and mind focused on one thing and one thing only. “I want you to blow my brains out, make me moan, make me?—”
“I think I get the message,” Kaleb says, his voice a perfect mix of lust and humor. “Now let’s get you positioned just right…”
With that, Kaleb hooks my legs up high and grips them tightly. He swiftly reaches for some lube I rather embarrassingly had left out on my bedside table and he applies it all over his cock from the tip to the base of the shaft.